IMUC-CHAPTER 43: STIRRING UP TROUBLE

In the quiet of the night, the disciplined US military base lay silent in the darkness, except for a subtle commotion coming from a certain officer's solitary room.

Under the dim yellow light, Kyle, wearing the Venom-infused Combat Uniform, was engaging in warm-up exercises in his single-room quarters. He treated the sturdy wooden bed as a barbell, lifting it repeatedly to adapt his body to the amplified strength he possessed.

With his muscles rhythmically flexing and his limbs in continuous motion, the Combat Uniform gradually fused with Kyle's body, conforming to his physique like a layer of black, leathery skin that accentuated the contours of his perfect physique.

"Venom, you're enjoying this, aren't you?" Kyle said with a smile. He not only felt the pleasure conveyed by Venom, but it also energized him and put him in a great mood.

After the fusion of Venom with its host, their strengths and emotions intertwined, influencing each other and evolving based on this synergy.

Today marked the first day of Venom's birth in its initial form, coupled with its first symbiotic fusion with a Super Soldier Physique. It was ecstatic and couldn't contain its excitement.

However, there might be some information about Red Skull tomorrow, indicating an upcoming mission and Kyle couldn't afford to waste time.

Kyle exhaled a breath of hot air and lowered the bed back to the ground. He comforted the Venom Combat Uniform, saying, "Alright, I'll take you out for a stroll tomorrow. We've been at it for so long tonight that we won't even get any sleep."

Just as he was about to remove the Venom Combat Uniform, a knocking sound came from outside the room.

"Who would come to see me at this late hour?" Kyle wondered, patting the Venom Combat Uniform to reassure it. He walked over and opened the door, finding a young man in his pajamas standing outside. It was Steve.

"What are you doing here so late, Steve?" Kyle asked in surprise.

"I was going to ask you the same question! It's so late, and you're not asleep. What are you doing in your room…" Steve yawned heavily, his blond hair disheveled. Clearly, he had just been awakened from a deep sleep.

Oh right, Steve's single room is located directly below mine on the second floor.

Kyle remembered and shrugged, saying, "There was a cockroach in my room, so I got up to get rid of it."

"Are you sure it was just a cockroach…" Steve's face looked strange as he glanced at Kyle's Combat Uniform. He sighed, saying, "If I didn't know better, I would think you just came back from the front lines."

Kyle spread his hands and spoke with a helpless expression on his face, "You know I don't have many clothes. Sometimes I just sleep in my Combat Uniform for convenience, this way, I would be always ready for action."

"Alright, get some sleep. We might have some action tomorrow," Steve said, rubbing his sleepy eyes and returning to his room downstairs.

Kyle breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door. That was close. If Steve had entered the room and seen the original Combat Uniform on the hanger, he wouldn't know what excuse to give.

"It's time to get some sleep," Kyle muttered to himself, and just as he was about to convert Venom directly into a card, another knock on the door interrupted him.

'Again?' Kyle became alert this time. He quickly converted the original Combat Uniform on the hanger into a card and then went to open the door. "Steve, what happened…?"

But when he saw who was outside the door, his words came to an abrupt halt.

"Agent Carter? What brings you here this late at night?" Kyle raised an eyebrow and asked with a curious expression on his face.

Indeed, the person standing at the door was Agent Carter, wearing a simple long-sleeved pajama. Her fair skin was partially exposed on her neck, and her short blonde hair lazily hung over her shoulders. Compared to her daytime elegance, she exuded a different kind of charm tonight.

'Am I still going to sleep tonight with all these disturbances?' Kyle silently sighed and looked at Agent Carter, who remained silent. He asked straightforwardly, "Do you want to come in and sit for a while?"

"Nice try." Agent Carter gave him a disdainful look, turned around, and leaned against the wooden railing of the second-floor corridor, her figure blending into the night. "I have something to discuss with you."

"Don't worry." Kyle leaned against Agent Carter's side as if he had thought of something, facing the star-studded night sky, and softly said, "Tomorrow will be the same. No matter how many times, I will bring Steve back."

Agent Carter fell silent for a moment, her beautiful eyes glanced at Kyle coldly, and she said, "Aren't you afraid you won't come back yourself?"

"Not come back?" Kyle blinked slightly, shaking his head, and said, "I haven't really thought about that. Although I don't want to jinx it, I have a certain confidence in my own strength."

It wasn't arrogance, but rather based on his understanding of the Marvel World and his estimation of his overall strength, considering the combination of the Super Soldier Ability physique, dozens of fighting skills, the Sword, Vibranium Bracer, and the newly drawn Venom Combat Uniform tonight, not to mention the lifesaving Blue Eagle and Immortal Bean card.

If Red Skull was positioned as the current stage's antagonist, Kyle didn't really see him as a threat. He would face him head-on without hesitation and see if Red Skull could withstand it.

Agent Carter continued, "It's good to have confidence, but there's always a chance for anything. Kyle, you always recklessly charge ahead, aren't you afraid that one day you'll stumble?"

"You're concerned about me, are you afraid that I'll die on the battlefield?" Kyle blinked in surprise. This woman seemed a bit different tonight.

"Of course!" Agent Carter nodded and admitted, saying, "You are one of the candidates I have chosen to perfect the Super Soldier data. If you don't come back, it would be a significant loss for our forces."

"So I'm only valuable for research? I'm currently a Major, a hero of the United States. Show some respect in your tone," Kyle retorted with a helpless smile on his face. At the same time, he seemed to sense something amiss with the Venom Combat Uniform on his body and subconsciously glanced backward.

To his surprise, he noticed that a liquid black line had split from the back of the Venom Combat Uniform and was slowly extending towards Agent Carter's body like probing tentacles.

Agent Carter rested her hands on the wooden railing, supporting her chin with one hand, completely unaware of the intent coming from Venom's detection on her back.

"Don't cause trouble, Venom!" Kyle felt his scalp tingling, knowing that Venom didn't have malicious intent but was merely curious about the female human's body upon their first encounter.

"What's wrong? You look pale," Agent Carter looked at Kyle with surprise.

"Nothing. Don't worry, I will definitely come back safely tomorrow…" Kyle replied, trying to brush it off. In the corner of his eye, he saw Venom's liquid tentacle getting closer to Agent Carter's back, about to curiously envelop her.

'Stop right there!' Kyle shouted in his mind, swiftly reaching his right hand towards the extending Venom tentacle. His fingers accurately gripped the front end of the black line and merged it back into the transformed gauntlet of his own hand.

However, his hand continued moving forward and lightly patted Agent Carter's buttocks.

"Smack!"

A crisp slapping sound echoed in the night, freezing the atmosphere between the two.

Agent Carter's beautiful face first showed a stunned expression, which quickly transformed into a coldness reminiscent of winter. Her beautiful eyes glared fiercely at Kyle from close proximity.

"Um, this is a misunderstanding, there was, uh, a mosquito," Kyle awkwardly retracted his hand, his words sounding unconvincing even to himself— mosquitoes in the freezing cold winter?

"Just go to sleep." Agent Carter snorted coldly, turned around, and walked away down the hallway, leaving behind her icy words, "American hero? Major rank? I see through you now, you are just a common pervert!"

"Forget it, let's go to sleep." Kyle shook his head and sighed, wanting to quickly fall asleep and end this extremely tumultuous night.

(End of this chapter)

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